Street Bums

They scurry from the shadows as the low beams cut the fog of early morning at the corner of walk and don’t walk…

“Spare change… spare change?”

I drive to work through the mists and diversions, towards a tomorrow payday where someone keeps a tally.

“Spare change?”

I wonder which one of us is better off…

But it passes quickly and the light changes.

Dennis Mantin


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